Chapter 325: Chinese New Year's Eve Dinner (3) (First Month Pass)

"Which Xie family?" Zhang Baochen saw his wife and mother asking and answering, as if they both knew what they were talking about, but he didn't understand at all, "Do we know each other?"

Qian Shihui's family is also in business, and he was originally an ordinary small businessman. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Later, she married Zhang Baochen, and the Qian family indirectly climbed into the Huo family, and Zhang Feng, as the head of the military department and the head nurse, secretly gave the Qian family a lot of convenience.

The Qian family has developed rapidly in the past 20 years, and she is also a rising star in the D city where her mother's home is located.

So she still knows a little bit about "that Xie family".

"It's actually their house?!" Qian Shihui almost didn't suck it up in one breath, and his face turned purple with suffocation.

Zhang Feng patted her on the back lightly and nodded with a smile, "Shi Hui still knows more, it's the Xie family." When Xie Ziyan married the chief, she is said to have brought half of the shares of the Swiss bank as a dowry. ā€

Half of UBS's shares......

Zhang Baochen was speechless.

Qian Shihui was hit harder.

Her mother's family had an account in a Swiss bank and saved millions of euros for her two children, she thought it was already a great deal, but a dowry from the old lady of the Huo family made her kneel.

"Got it, right? In their circle, having a deposit of tens of millions is really nothing. Zhang Feng said lightly, and took a Kashmir cashmere shawl wrapped around his shoulders, "You don't have to be so shallow-eyed, thinking that if you have money, you can not take them seriously." ā€

Qian Shihui was convinced: "It's still my mother's long-term vision, Baochen and I are really not as thoughtful as my mother." ā€

Zhang Feng lowered his head, put a pair of UGG calfskin semi-long cashmere high-heeled boots on his feet, and said softly: "After Xie Ziyan died, all the property under her name set up several trust funds, which were taken care of by the Xie family, and the income of the fund was automatically transferred to Shao Heng and Jialan's bank accounts in proportion to each month. ā€

Trust funds?

Zhang Baochen is more familiar with this, he studied finance in college, and after graduating from university, he worked in a financial company for several years.

"That means that Xie Ziyan's estate is all in the trust fund......? Does Dad have a share?" Zhang Baochen's face was hot, and he couldn't help but ask.

If that's the case, then you can really plan for it.

"I don't know much about that. Zhang Feng glanced at his son with a smile, "When Xie Ziyan's will was announced, I happened to accompany the chief to attend, so I listened to it for a while, and I only knew that all her inheritance was in the trust fund, and your father, your eldest brother, second brother, as well as Shao Heng and Jialan, all had a share." Shao Heng accounts for the largest proportion, and the rest is divided equally between your father, your eldest brother and your second brother, and now Jialan is holding your eldest brother's share. ā€

"Huo Jialan is not the biological daughter of the eldest brother, how is she eligible to receive the income of the trust fund?" Zhang Baochen immediately objected, "I am very proficient in the trust fund, its terms are all conditional, and they can be modified when the situation allows." - Mom, I'll leave this piece to me. ā€

Zhang Feng nodded, "You didn't like to read finance at the beginning, I insisted on you reading it, and now you understand my hard work, right?"

"Mom, if you have to tell me clearly, I must read more carefully. Zhang Baochen said with a wry smile, "Otherwise, I will be even better than now." ā€

"Alas, in fact, man is not as good as heaven. I didn't think about it that much at the beginning. When you were in college, your father didn't know that there was a son of you......" Zhang Feng sighed and shook his head, "I just hope you are no worse than your eldest brother and second brother." Both of them are like your dad and have wanted to go to military school since they were young. Your aunt wants them to study finance, but they won't. ā€

"Although Mom didn't think about targeting Auntie, but this is the case, which shows that this is providence. Qian Shihui raised her eyebrows and became more respectful to this mother-in-law, "Mom, let's really go to Shaoheng for the New Year today?"

"Well, your dad said everyone goes, you go and let Wen Na and Wen Jie clean up. When the time comes, you will follow your father with me, ......" After thinking about it, Zhang Feng didn't tell them the truth, for fear that they would show their clues at that time, and Huo Shaoheng's powerful person would see it, so he just said: "Your father is very angry today, his health is not very good, I persuaded him for a long time and didn't listen, and I had no choice but to carry the medicine box with him." ā€

"Huh, Dad is sick?" Zhang Baochen was very nervous, "Then why don't you go?"

This son is really stupid......

Zhang Feng was angry and funny, but he also felt relieved, at least, this son was a filial son.

For a mother, her son's filial piety makes her happier than if he has a good future, not to mention that with the situation of their family, they don't need their son to be more productive, as long as he is filial.

Zhang Feng patted his hand with satisfaction: "Then you will take good care of your father later." ā€

"I will. Zhang Baochen said, watching Zhang Feng walk out of the room and go to Old Man Huo's house.

Qian Shihui hurriedly said: "You go and inform Wen Na and Wen Jie to change clothes, I'll wash my face, change my clothes and go down." ā€

Zhang Baochen agreed, and went to Zhang Wenna and Zhang Wenjie's rooms to inform them separately, "We are going to your brother's new residence today for the New Year, you hurry up and pack up, and take the car in front of the door in half an hour." ā€

Zhang Wenna and Zhang Wenjie couldn't believe their ears at first, but Zhang Baochen didn't have so much time to explain to them, and said impatiently: "What your grandfather said, hurry up and clean up, you can't delay it any longer." ā€

Another toss in the Huo family's mansion.

Half an hour later, the eight members of the Huo family were already sitting in Huo Xuenong's large van that could seat nine people, heading in the direction of the headquarters of the Special Operations Division.

It was followed by a food truck delivering Chinese New Year's Eve meals, with a cook orderly and a cart full of meals, following behind the van in front.

In front was a military vehicle of the guard company, and Old Man Huo's van walked in the middle.

Huo Guanchen sat in the co-pilot's seat, and the driver next to him was the orderly driver of Old Man Huo.

Zhang Feng and Zhang Baochen sat in the second row with Old Man Huo on the left and right, and Qian Shihui sat alone on the right side of the second row by the window, separated from the three seats in the first row on the left.

Huo Jialan, Zhang Wenna, and Zhang Wenjie sat in the third row.

Huo Jialan has been a family member in the Huo family for four or five years, and she is usually very arrogant to Zhang Wenna and Zhang Wenjie, and she doesn't even look at her, but now that a lawsuit has come down, it turns out that she is not the biological daughter of her uncle at all, Zhang Wenna and Zhang Wenjie immediately despise her, and they don't even want to talk to her.

Huo Jialan didn't want to talk to the Zhang family either.

Her appearance is as gorgeous as a peony, and she looks better with makeup, but now she doesn't have any makeup on her face, but she is as beautiful as Sanqiu Suju, and she is wearing a bean-green cashmere coat with a snow-white high-necked cashmere sweater, her face is pale, and even a little haggard.

A man sat in the right window, looking at the night view outside the window in silence.

On the night of the Chinese New Year's Eve, there was almost no traffic on the streets of the imperial capital.

The military vehicles at the front were driving at a gallop, and no traffic police dared to stop them.

If the traffic police see it, they will only take the initiative to flash the police lights to clear the way for them.

So it took them half the time they usually did.

It was only half past seven in the evening when I arrived at the entrance checkpoint at the headquarters of the Special Operations Division.

"Pass, thank you. "The sentry on duty came and saluted.

Old Man Huo's driver lowered the window, showed him the passes of Old Man Huo and Huo Guanchen, and said: "This is Huo Shao's family, Huo Shao's grandfather and father, and relatives, who came to celebrate the New Year with Huo Shao today." ā€

The sentry took his pass back to his sentry booth to check, and the other sentry stood motionless in the doorway with his gun on his back, watching them warily.

Huo Guanchen came once, sat in the co-pilot seat with his arms crossed, and did not speak with a calm face.

Old Man Huo came for the first time, and after thinking about it, he got up from his seat, "I'll go out for a walk." ā€

"Old Huo, it's cold outside, can your body stand it?" Zhang Feng hurriedly stood up and held Old Man Huo's arm, "Let's sit down and wait." ā€

"It's okay, it's okay. I've survived the cold days before, what is it now?" Old Man Huo snorted and gently kicked Zhang Baochen, who was sitting next to him, "You let me, I want to go down." ā€

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This is the first update. A reminder of commuter passes and recommended tickets!

The second watch is one o'clock in the afternoon.

ps: Thank you to "Guanghan Palace Master A" for rewarding He's Bi yesterday.

Boom!

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(To be continued.) )